Lyrics:
We’re picking apples in Orange County
But they’re hanging just out of reach
You’re out of reach and I am hanging
On every word you speak
Oh don’t, don’t, don’t look down
We don’t need to touch the ground
From the top of this old apple tree
I pick you and you pick me
We’re picking apples in Orange County
Baby you are such a peach!
The sweat is beading on your body
Oh my, you sure taste sweet
Oh don’t, don’t, don’t look down
We don’t need to touch the ground
From the top of this old apple tree
I pick you and you pick me
Please give your apples to me
Like Adam and Eve
We’re picking apples in Orange County
Sitting in an apple tree
With everything that you’re found me
I got everything I’ll ever need
Oh don’t, don’t, don’t look down
We don’t need to touch the ground
From the top of this old apple tree
I pick you and you pick me
Oh, don’t, don’t, don’t look down
We don’t need to touch the ground
From the top of this old apple tree
I pick you and you pick me